Chapter 1135: Real or Fantasy (2)

Outside the door curtain, Yiqing saw Wen Yiming's body overflowing with an invisible high-temperature aura, biting his lower lip, and his beautiful eyes were full of melancholy.

After a few moments, she shook her head helplessly, and was dragged away by the pony biting the hem of her clothes.

"Tianhuo is actually triggering physical desire, he is in danger!"

Yiqing stood at the sentry of the city wall, looking into the distance and muttered.

The pony snorted, shook his long flowing mane, and said angrily: "Physical desire is not necessarily dangerous for him, people who enjoy it arbitrarily are the most afraid of passing this level, Lao Wen has never suffered anything, he will never be nostalgic for pleasure, you should have confidence in him." ”

"I hope so!"

Yiqing clasped her hands together and closed her eyes silently.

After a long time, the pony bar chirped and said in a muffled voice: "The body wants to be triggered, and there is a 99% chance that the human fire will trigger the desire, if you don't save him, I'm afraid he will come to an end." ”

Yiqing sighed, a flush flashed on his face, and he gave the pony a fierce look, and walked towards the castle, saying, "Wait until he gets through the fire of lust caused by the heavenly fire, no one can help this." ”

Yiqing said easily, and the pony blinked her big eyes, but saw Yiqing's clenched fist, and the nails had sunk into the palm of her hand.

After a few days, the invisible heat that had been overflowing in the room finally subsided, and the pony left the wall sentry, and it was only now that he realized that after he had relaxed, his hooves were a little sore, and he was more nervous than Yiqing.

"Am I nervous? Am I? Hmph——!

The pony raised his head and snorted, and slammed into the corner of the city wall very arrogantly, and in the midst of the stars in his eyes, he saw Yiqing not far away and smiled backwards.

"Hmph, just adjust the atmosphere. Xiao Ma Qiang kept himself serious, and then lowered his voice and said: "The fire has passed, Lao Wenfu is not shallow, and the outbreak of human fire is not far away, at most it will appear tonight, have you thought about it?"

"Get out!"

With a laugh and scolding, Yiqing raised his leg and kicked the back leg of the pony, and the latter grinned and trotted all the way away, not forgetting to turn around and say: "We are acquaintances, we know how to retreat, hum!"

Wen Yiming didn't know all this, he had just passed the fire of his body and lust, and he almost collapsed in shock, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

With his overweight injuries and lack of true energy and mental power, he was already very excited to open his eyes and see the gray light.

Lying on the bed softly, and then Yiqing helped him to another room to take a comfortable hot bath, and when he returned to the room again, the room that he had made a mess was clean and tidy again.

There was nothing to be ashamed of, he fell asleep in a deep sleep.

His current state is the same as that of no cultivation, which is inferior to ordinary people, and he naturally loses the concept of time in his sleep.

Originally, when the Heavenly Fire broke out, the Soul Stealing Scroll fed back the information, and the third human fire left him little time to rest, and at most it would explode at night.

He did remember it in his heart, but he couldn't control his physical exhaustion, and he couldn't wake up automatically.

He didn't know what the third human fire would cause, because there was no fixity, so he didn't know what kind of fire of the six desires would be triggered by the last human fire.

In his sleep, a faint fragrance penetrated into his nose, he seemed to feel something, when he opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful face, and before he could react, he felt the dampness and heat on his lips, and he couldn't help but open his arms and wrap around, at that moment, he didn't know what self-control was, only knew to obey the most primitive desires.

The warm fragrant nephrite entered his arms, and he suddenly felt his heart thump, and a hot fire in his lower abdomen rushed up, straight into his heart.

The heart is contracting on its own, as if it is hiding from something in fear.

Suddenly, the person in his arms seemed to merge with him, and an indescribable refreshment flowed through his body, as if the most primitive desires had been satisfied, and his body burst out with the wildest power.

He didn't know when his badly wounded body had gained such strength that it made him so excited that it was as if he were galloping on a horse, and only then could he feel his heart relax, as if the strangeness that had frightened his heart had been dispersed, and he could bear it perfectly.

In his ears, he seemed to hear a familiar gasp, so delicate, fiery pouring out on his skin, as if sharing the fear from his heart for him, and at the same time let out a moan of pain.

It seems to be a sunny day......

He dimly felt like he was in a dream, and it seemed to be real, but he couldn't grasp the moment he woke up, and he was immersed in the situation again, unable to extricate himself.

This dream seemed to have lasted for a long time, and the only thing Wen Yiming could remember was that the aura of fear attacked again and again, and each time it rose from the lower abdomen of the dantian, making the heart unbearable.

Each attack was long apart, and he clearly felt that it was not a dream, because the body temperature of the person in his arms was so real, and every time he tried to struggle out of this dream-like dream, the fear that struck his heart came again, and in an instant he entered a haze, and the intoxication of water and milk made him forget everything......

Then he repeated the same dream, like a circular illusion, but this illusion was not as painful as the earth fire and the heavenly fire, and it was mentally devastating, but this illusion made him enjoy it like never before, as if the physical pleasures were very real, let alone the spiritual enjoyment.

When he woke up from his sleep, he found that he had a feeling of unfinished business, and then slapped himself hard, because although he did not remember much in the dream, he still knew a little about the dream, at least he knew who the woman who had shared the pain of his heart countless times.

A sunny day!

"Is it real or a dream?"

Wen Yiming shook his head fiercely, touched his cheek that was slapped by himself, and was a little suspicious, the dream was too real.

Lifting the quilt, Wen Yiming jumped out of bed, and walked around the rather spacious room, not finding anything unusual, just like when he woke up for the first time, even his breath did not change.

Wen Yiming breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and said secretly: It seems that it is really an illusion, an illusion in a dream? Which of the six desires is this?

Although he had slept for an hour and didn't know what kind of lust was caused by the explosion of human fire, he clearly knew that the desire of the six desires was the most difficult.

If it's not an intention, then I've been like that to Yiqing in the illusion more than once, how can this be explained.

Thinking about it, Wen Yiming closed his eyes and calmed down, sank into his body with his mother's focus, carefully checked his physical condition, and found that the poison of the 'Three Flames Burning Heart' had disappeared, but the strength of the forging body had improved, especially the strength of the viscera, which was twice as strong as before.

Wen Yiming was puzzled, but it was a pity that he didn't cultivate at the time, and he was seriously injured, and he didn't recover at all after spending the heavenly fire, and he passed a catastrophe in ignorance, although he didn't have much memory, but in general it was a good thing.

If you don't die in a big disaster, you will have a blessing!

Wen Yiming believed it, and he immediately fulfilled this sentence at this moment.

(End of chapter)